The touch of your lips
The road in my chest
The arch of my hips
My opened legs
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While your fingers are inside of me
Your smile keeps me horny
I'm not able to make it happen
But I ask for you and you only
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What I lack in shame
I've plenty of in desire
You call me a flame
Though I'm a wildfire
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